The next morning.
The strangers who attended the party left one after another.
At the gate of the Lu Mansion, Old Master Lu brought Lu Xuan and Lu Jin to see off all the fellow Taoists one by one.
Zhang Jingqing and Zhang Zhiwei also came to say goodbye.
"All good things must come to an end, Mr. Lu, I too must take my leave!" Zhang Jingqing said with his arms folded.
Old Master Lu tried to persuade him, "Master Tianshi has finally come to Jiangnan, why don't you stay a few more days?"
"There are important matters on the mountain, so I won't stay any longer!" said Zhang Jingqing.
He hurried back to catch the "rat".
Old Master Lu folded his hands and said, "Since that's the case, I won't try to persuade you to stay any longer!"
At this time, Lu Xuan suddenly said, "By the way, Tianshi, the other day you said that the Cao Gang was suspected of colluding with the Quanxing demon and raising little ghosts with extremely sinister means. I sent people to investigate these two days, and it seems that there is indeed a Quanxing demon lurking in the Cao Gang. However, the Cao Gang is powerful, and the investigation is very difficult. The progress is slow now. We haven't found out where the demon who raises the little ghosts is hiding yet. We only know that it is in Yemao Mountain. My Lu family will pay close attention to this matter. Once we find out, we will not tolerate it. Tianshi, you can rest assured!"
"Yemao Mountain? I see!" Zhang Jingqing clasped his hands and said, "Thank you very much. However, if you have any news, please inform the Tianshi Mansion. We will purge this kind of Taoist scum!"
"Of course!" Lu Xuan said quickly.
"See you someday!"
"Master, take care!"
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Zhang Jingqing turned around and took a step forward. He pinched his fingers together and a yellow talisman turned into a paper crane and flew out. It swelled up in the air against the wind and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big crane.
Zhang Jingqing took a step forward, and Zhang Zhiwei quickly followed. Immediately, the crane spread its wings and soared into the sky.
Watching the two figures rising higher and higher, Lu Jin jumped and waved below: "By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, when I improve, I will go to Longhu Mountain to spar with you!"
In the sky, Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Lu laughed heartily and said, "My dear is truly fearless and has no fear of losing at all!"
"Grandpa, what are you doing?!"
Lu Jin, who had just been speaking in a serious manner, lost his composure in an instant and said a little embarrassedly, "I was just saying a few polite words. I know the gap between me and Senior Brother Zhang!"
Hearing this, several people looked at each other and smiled.
But only Zhang Zhiwei knew that Lu Jin's words were not polite at all. In the plot, this guy often went to Longhu Mountain in the next hundred years to get revenge.
Soon, the crane soared into the clouds, and the laughter below could no longer be heard.
A crane flies above the clouds in the clear sky, its wide sleeves fluttering, and the sky is like a sea of clouds.
Cranes fly through the clouds, passing over the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River.
It was the first time for Zhang Zhiwei to ride on this thing, so he couldn't help feeling curious and looked down.
The houses below are like the sleeves of a matchbox, and the crowds of people moving around from time to time are like ants.
Zhang Zhiwei jumped on the crane's back and said, "Master, this thing is much more powerful than a paper horse!"
Zhang Jingqing's eyes were empty: "If you keep jumping around, I'll throw you down!"
Zhang Zhiwei stood still and said, "Master, could you please not be so irritable?"
"Huh, now you think this talisman technique is pretty good, right? At first, when I asked you to learn it, you looked down on it. After all these years, you have practiced inner alchemy to the point where you can see gods, but the talisman on your body is still the most basic 'Taishang Sanwudugong Sutra'. When will you be able to condense it to the 'Taishang Zhengyi Mengwei Sutra'?" Zhang Jingqing scolded.
Zhang Jingqing was speechless that he was a direct disciple of the great master of the Talisman School, but his knowledge of talismans was only at the beginner level.
"Master, what I have learned is true. Next time I will take some time to condense the magic talisman and study the art of talismans!" Zhang Zhiwei said hurriedly.
In the past, he was completely focused on cultivating his life, but now after seeing how the talismans were used in the hands of his master, Zhang Zhiwei felt that he might need to improve himself. Apart from anything else, the technique of riding a crane down the mountain alone was worth learning.
"Next time, you'll have plenty of next times!" Zhang Jingqing expressed disbelief.
Zhang Zhiwei chuckled.
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Cranes fly very fast.
Before long, they arrived at the territory of Longhu Mountain. A green mountain stood among the clouds, and Tianmen Mountain was already in sight in the distance.
According to legend, Tianmen Mountain is the place where Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Heavenly Master, escaped to heaven and became an immortal. It is also the main peak of Longhu Mountain, facing the Tianshi Mansion from the north to the south.
Tianshi Mansion is a holy place of Taoism, with strong incense and endless pilgrims. Zhang Jingqing did not ride the crane directly back to Tianshi Mansion, but landed on Tianmen Mountain.
After landing, the crane turned into a talisman and flew into Zhang Jingqing's hand. Not all the talismans of Longhu Mountain are disposable.
After all, some talismans are not easy to draw, and may even take several days. If they can only be used once, it would be too much trouble.
Therefore, in order to preserve the magic power in the talisman so that it can be used more times, when drawing some precious talismans, the talisman school often uses paper of better quality to draw the talismans so that it can carry more power.
Generally speaking, this kind of talisman that can be used multiple times is divided into three types according to the texture of the material: yellow, green, and black. The yellow one in Zhang Jingqing's hand is made of gold-coated paper, which was the paper used for the list of successful imperial examinations in the past.
Zhang Jingqing put the talisman away and warned, "By the way, after you return, don't mention a single word about this competition. Got it?"
"Master, don't worry. I won't reveal a single word!"
"Just remember it!"
After Zhang Jingqing finished speaking, he took a step forward and jumped down from the top of Tianmen Mountain. His wide Taoist robe seemed to be filled with fresh breeze and white clouds.
He tapped his feet lightly, the Qi flowed, and his body rose into the air as if weightless. After a few leaps, he disappeared and arrived at the back mountain of the Tianshi Mansion.
"You're old, but you still like to show off!"
Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, and was not in a hurry to return to the Tianshi Mansion. He sat cross-legged on Tianmen Mountain and began the reverse life state experiment that was halfway through last night.
This time, he didn't plan to limit it to his hair, but to cover his entire body with the golden thunder.
"Master said I can't control the golden thunder technique, but from last night's experiments on my hair and fingers, I can still control it for a while!"
Zhang Zhiwei calmed his mind, first covering his entire body with golden light, then moving the Qi out from the Crimson Palace, following the trajectory of the Qi in the reverse state and heading straight to the upper Dantian.
During this process, Zhang Zhiwei was surprised to find that the innate fire and gold qi in his body was stronger than yesterday.
"After releasing the monkey heart, although Yang Wulei's realm has not changed, its power is increasing day by day. I'm afraid this is not a good thing!"
Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself, but didn't take it too seriously. It wasn't something he absorbed from the outside world. Could the Qi he refined himself really backfire on him?
The innate fire and gold Qi rushed into the center of the eyebrows, and the golden lightning-like Qi merged out and emanated from the whole body.
"Reverse life state, open!"
"Boom, boom, boom..."
In an instant, the rumbling thunder came from far away, like a rain cloud surging in, and golden lightning intertwined, like countless electric snakes twisting in pain.
A shuddering aura filled the world. Zhang Zhiwei stood on the top of the mountain, his body intertwined with golden lightning. His aura was so terrifying that at first glance, one might even mistakenly think that he was the ancient Thunder Emperor who had walked out of mythology.